Class 1 B Novels & Stories

Angelus asked the Principal curiously while looking at him Inquisitively. “Yeah, Sure! Here's your School ID! You are In Senior Class One(b).........You look like an Intelligent girl so I registered you for all the classes which Include General academic classes, Honors classes, AP Classes, and electives.” The Principal explained to Angelus warmly while handing her her School ID. “Okay...........Thanks!! Angelus thanked The Principal while turning her back to leave. “Wait!! One more thing!! Our School Subjects are:- (1) English Home Language.

The man raises his hands to signal silence. “I’m Coach White,” he says. “I’ll be teaching you the basics of combat then deciding your placement. There are three classes. The first is basics for those who just need the bare minimum. The second is for those slightly advance. The last is for those that I see with the prospect to become a warrior.”

Joseph replied with a grin. A brief, comfortable silence fell between them. Clearly, they had nothing left to discuss at school that they hadn't covered under Miss Britney's roof. As Trish was about to break the long, warming stare, a loud voice stormed through the hall. "Hello, everyone! Announcement!" a teacher yelled. "Everyone, please kindly go over to the notice board to check your classes and where you’ll be placed." "There are Classes A, B, and C for the younger grades, but this year, our seniors have only two classes: Class 3-A and Class 3-B." The teacher walked toward the notice board. "The names of all students have already been recorded. Your classes are already assigned."

“Well, Mrs. Danner, are you ready for this?” “Gabe, it is just one night,” Bree said. “And you know she will be here for this one.” Gabe said, shaking her head, “I couldn’t believe it when I heard it.” “Who cares about Ann?” Bree said as she smiled and went over to her children to make sure they weren’t getting into anything. As the time passed, parents walked in and then were shown around to the areas of the classroom by their students. When the first class was in, Gabe took over and began the rundown of what the year would be like for the students. He answered questions and then just continued to run down everything and how it would all work.

Reyes. "She always picks on me," I said. He went to his table and picked up his books and laptop, his smile never leaving his face. "Get used to her, Amity." Walking to the door, he tried to keep pace with me. "Who is your first class?" he asked. "HUMSS 1A," I answered, glancing at my wristwatch. "Great! Mine is 1B." Humanities and Social Sciences strands or classes were in the same building. Each strand or track had its facility, so it was easy to locate the senior students.

I smiled at their compliments, they were just as I remembered them. Class Eight was full of misfits and illegitimate children, though most of them were from rich families. From Class One to Four were the intelligent Students, Class Five and Six were the students who had come in through special admission like sports, while class Seven and Eight were for the dumb, unintelligent and crazy students, with Class Eight being the worst.

What a great way to start a term. Toby leaned by the side of the door which had a plate card with the name SS3B written on it. Taking a small peek inside the class which was surprisingly full with students all dressed in the white and ash uniform. The fact that it was just the beginning of the term made it look surprising to see students all seated in clas.maybe, students got bored of the long vacation. Anyway, whatever might be the case it was still surprising. He glanced round the class from the corners of the door.

"If you hold that pen harder I think it will break." I look down at my hands. Indeed the pen is almost to its point break, so I relaxed my grip. I examine, and as I look, I notice it is a bit bent, but I'll survive its purpose. I make a face to the kid seated beside me at class and turn back to the lecture. Whatever has been said, I have no idea. I'm going to have to read the whole chapter for the next class. "You ok there?"

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Before we went for our college entrance exam, Flora Reid snuck a mini walkie-talkie into Theo Anderson’s bag. In the past, I had quickly rushed over to warn Theo about it. I reported it to the teachers too. Flora was banned from the examinations due to suspected cheating, and she was brought to the police station. Theo was very grateful toward me for saving him. Hence, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I thought the feeling had been mutual. On the day we filled out our college applications, he switched my Ivy League college to a regular community college. “You ruined Flora’s life, so I’m ruining your future. Do you really think you deserve to go to an Ivy League? “You should spe